"Larraaaa…" Came the whining voice of Zip from the woman's headset.
On the side of the roof of the tallest building of Tokyo, Lara Croft clung to the side of her pipe. Her long slender legs clung to the pipe as she held on with one hand she sighed using the other to use her binoculars to scope the top with her large brown eyes, "Yes Zip?"
"Don't look down…" Zip said stupidly. Lara nearly fell off but caught herself, "Just be quiet..." She said harshly and kept climbing, "I need more concentration..." She slid into a window in the side of the building.
From the shadows of the room Sam Fisher stood his back tightly against the wall watching the girl. He almost wanted to insult her for the skimpy shorts and the tight brown shirt she wore. Lara Croft, Tomb Raider, his next Target. He slunk in the shadows creeping closer behind her. His black suit kept him in the shadows his mask hiding the strong features of his handsome face.
Lara was completely unaware of the man in the room. She was to busy with her eyes on her prize. Through about six layers of laser but on the other side of the room a golden idol rested into the built in wall. It was so simple, "Zip I am in..." She began to walk towards it. Reaching for her pistol she suddenly felt a strong arm grab her arm and place a cool knife to her neck. Behind her she realized, she was not alone.
She winced from her pressure point pressed on her hand. She trained her brown eyes behind her meeting almost shadow but the outline of a strong male. A silent assassin. A black op.
"Miss Croft? I presume..." As soon as Fisher spoke he heard Zip frantic voice on the other line, "Lara! Lara! ….Who is that!?" Fisher growled annoyed and leaned his head up and knocked the piece on the ground from her ear with his mouth. He then stomped on it, "Ah piece and quiet…now tell me why you want that interesting piece of metal."
Lara felt anger pierce into her heart, "…It is not a piece of metal first of all Godzilla and second of all I am curious as to why someone of your monkey intelligence can ever get up here?"
"You're calling me slow? Miss Croft. It is 50 degrees outside and you are wearing short shorts and you climbed one of the world's tallest buildings when there are clearly elevators…Now. Quit playing and tell me. What is you inquiry and reasoning behind these stupid, stupid, moves?" Fisher said quietly right into the shell of her ear.
Lara glared back at him and she tried to move but he tightened down the knife so a small trail of blood slid down her neck across her collar bone and down. "I am an archeologist." She whispered.
"I didn't know you got a sex change Mr. Jones." Fisher said with a light chuckle, "Hope you think I am charming Ms. Croft….You have to deal with me until we can get you to the great United States. My boss wants to meet you." He said as he leaned forward and looked at her, "Night Ms. Croft."
"Bloody Bas-" She whispered before pain shot from her neck and she only saw darkness and nothing else.